Date: Tue, 4 Jun 2002 14:31:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Walsh
Subject: Fraternity Memoirs Part 17
Fraternity Memoirs - Part 17
Hey! Hope everyone had a great Memorial Day Weekend! I'm psyched for
the summer. Here's the next part, hope you continue to enjoy!
Rights to this story are held by me, the author. Please don't post it
anywhere without asking me first. If you're too young or its illegal for you
to read stories involving sex, stop right here.
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I woke up to the sound of drawers opening and closing. I opened
my eyes to the sight of Andy's back as he unpacked his bags, putting his
clothes in his drawers. He seemed to take no notice that I had opened my
eyes and was now awake.
I lay there watching him, no particular thoughts coming to mind,
just observing his motions. I noticed how he kept running his hand
through and pushing his hair back. If you remember, Andy's hair is dark
and he has it all one length and pushed back, the length in the back
falling just under his ears. And as he moved around, his hair would
slowly slide in front of his face and he'd slide it back into place.
As I woke up more I remembered that I was in Andy's bed with
basically no clothes on but my boxers under his sheets. I was lying on
my side and had my typical morning hard on. This could be quite
embarrassing. Not only that, but my shirt was balled up with a big load
of cum next to his bed.
I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, hoping that in a few
minutes Andy would finish unpacking and leave his room. This way, I
could get out of bed quickly and throw on my jeans. I don't know what I'd
do about a shirt, but I could probably grab a white t-shirt out of one of
his drawers that he wouldn't know was his.
But after a few minutes of lying there I felt the biggest leak
demanding to be let out of my bladder. I tried holding it, but after all the
beer I had drank yesterday, I didn't have much control over it. I had to go
and go soon.
I shifted in the bed hoping that a change of position would help
hold it in, but all I achieved is Andy's attention. He turned and looked at
me.
"Good morning Walsh," Andy said.
"Oh, hey Andy, when did you get back?" I asked, pretending that I
hadn't noticed him in the room.
"A few minutes ago, just unpacking some of my shit. I didn't mean
to wake you," he said.
"Nah dude, its your room. Hope you don't mind me sleeping in
your bed. Adam said it would be cool." I was still a little intimidated
around Andy. I hardly got to know him during pledge season, so it wasn't
like I crashed in Matt or CJ's bed or anything.
"Walsh, we're brothers now. What's mine is yours," he said with a
smile and pushing his hair back again.
"Thanks Andy," I said back. But it felt weird all of a sudden, me
lying in Andy's bed under the covers while the two of us talked. My dick
had gone down some and I decided it best to get out of Andy's bed.
I fought my embarrassment of sleeping in Andy's bed in only
boxers, pulled the sheets off of me and jumped out of his bed. Andy
didn't seem shocked or surprised at all that I was only in boxers. That
made me feel a little better.
I stretched when I was standing. "I got to take a monster leak," I
told Andy and headed out of his room.
"Yeah, I know the feeling," I heard him respond.
The bathroom is down the hall just a little. I stepped up to the
toilet and pulled the front of my boxers down to leak. I was semi hard
and it took a second for me to go. But when it finally came, I pissed for
about two minutes.
It was one of those really gratifying pisses, and I just kept going
and going. Towards the end I was giggling to myself because I couldn't
believe how long and how much I had gone. Finally I finished up, a few
shakes and I pulled my boxers back up.
I washed my hands in the sink and checked myself out in the
mirror. I had put a little bit of weight on in the first semester. Not a lot,
maybe 5 pounds, but you could see less of my abs. I never had the
washboard abs that Andy has, but my stomach has always been tight
with the outline of my abs. I had hardly been to the gym in months with
pledging and all. I had to get back into the routine before I became too
lazy.
I headed back to Andy's room. The rest of the house was dead
quiet and everyone's bedroom doors were closed, including Adam's. I
wondered what time it was. Andy was still in his room, hanging stuff up
in the closet. I looked at the clock next to his bead and it 8:43 AM.
Damn, it's fucking early.
I grabbed my jeans off the floor and put them on. "So I hear you
are the new President, Andy?"
"Yup," he said.
"Congratulations on that. I didn't get to vote, but I would have
voted for you," I said.
"Thanks Walsh. I'm sorry to hear about your Grandmother, and
I'm sorry I couldn't make it to the funeral or anything. I was thinking of
you though."
"Thanks. Don't sweat not making it to the funeral. There were so
many people there I hardly got to see everyone and thank them for
coming."
I had my jeans on and took a seat on Andy's bed to put on my
sneakers. There was a moment of silence that I broke with, "So how did
the Executive Board retreat go?"
"It was cool. We set the agenda for the semester and had fun time
hanging out," Andy responded. "You guys party it up last night?"
"Yeah, we were drinking all day."
"A marathon, nice. Who was all hanging out?"
I listed a bunch of the guys and said that Michele was here but
never came out of Adam's room.
Andy laughed and said, "Michele never comes out of Andy's room.
So were you treated to the Adam and Michele sex show last night?"
I was kind of surprised at his question. I didn't know how to
answer, so I just said "Yeah," and started laughing myself.
"Those two really go at it, huh?" he asked.
"Yeah, and Michele is quite the moaner," I said, opening up a bit.
"No shit. I keep telling your Big that he's got to put a pillow over
her mouth or one night I'm going to have to come in there and join them
because they get me all horny and I can't sleep without jerking off
sometimes."
When he said that, it kind of turned me on. Thinking about Andy
jerking off to Adam and Michele, as I had done, in the same bed, made
my dick go kind of hard. Thank god I had my jeans on already.
"What does he say?" I asked Andy.
"He gets embarrassed and says that I should move my bed to the
opposite side of the room."
"Well, with all the girls that you get, I'm sure Adam can hear you
as well."
"If he does, he never says anything about it. The worst is when
they start fucking in the morning and wake me up. What's a guy gonna
do when he wakes up with a morning hard on to the sound of sex coming
through the wall? I can't help but take matters into my own hand, if you
know what I mean. It's annoying at times, but I usually jerk off in the
morning anyways, so I guess their audio help makes it a little more...(he
searched for a word and then grinned at me)...satisfying." He laughed
pretty hard at himself.
Two things came immediately to mind. First, I associated with him.
In a way, it was comforting to know that it wasn't morbid for me to have
jerked off to the sounds of them fucking last night. After all, Andy, Mr.
Fraternity and "I get all the girls", just admitted that he did the same
thing. Not that I was feeling really guilty about it or anything this
morning, but it was cool to know that I wasn't the only one.
Second, I was kind of taken aback at how forthcoming Andy was
about his jerking off habits and that he sometimes did it to the sounds of
his, our, Fraternity Brother in the next room. I wasn't that open about it,
but maybe it had something to do with the comforts of Brotherhood
and/or living with 30 something guys. I wondered if I'd be like that
someday. I couldn't picture it.
Andy was finished unpacking and took a seat on a recliner that he
has in his room. I had my sneakers on at this point in time and was
leaning back on his bed and the wall that Adam and he share. I had no
shirt on, and was slightly conscious about it, but it wasn't bothering me
too much since Andy made me feel comfortable.
We just sat there talking for about a half hour, mostly about what
his agenda for the Fraternity was this semester. What I didn't know was
that this semester the Fraternity was up for recognition again. We had to
re-apply to the Greek Council for our Charter.
"Cool. I didn't realize that we were up for recognition again this
semester," I said, since we were kept in the dark of all 'fraternal matters'
while pledging.
"Yeah, well, easier said than done," Andy responded.
"What's that supposed to mean? You think it will be difficult to get
our charter back?" I asked.
"There's some shit brewing in the Greek Council that may make it
a little difficult, yeah."
"Like what? You know, I don't even know why we lost our charter.
As far as I know, none of the pledge class knows why."
"We typically wait until the pledge class gets in before sharing the
intimate details of The Fraternity's business," Andy said.
"Well, now that I'm in, can you tell me?" I asked.
Andy looked down at his watch. "This is a long fucking story to tell
Walsh. You sure you want to hear it now?" He kind of made a face like he
didn't want to get into it.
"I got no place to be. If you have the time, I'd love to hear it," I said.
I was a little disappointed that it seemed somewhat of a chore to Andy to
tell the story of what happened to our, my, Fraternity.
"Tell you what. I'm starving, so what do you say I tell you over
some breakfast?"
I was pretty hungry myself and breakfast sounded real good.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
"Denny's?"
"Nothing like a healthy Grand Slam breakfast to get the day
going..." I joked.
"Ha ha," Andy laughed a little, "I'll add a half hour to the treadmill
this afternoon."
"I got to get back to the gym myself," I laughed as I patted my
stomach with my right hand. The way I was leaning against the wall, my
stomach had a couple of small rolls.
"You're in good shape Walsh," Andy said as he looked over my
chest.
"Well, I used to hit the gym like 4 times a week, but with pledge
season, I haven't been to the gym in months."
"I used to wok out with Jackson, but since he graduated last year,
I've been doing it by myself. Its much better when you work out with
someone, so if you want to start working out with me, that would be
cool," Andy said.
"That sounds awesome, thanks Andy. I can tell already that I'm
going to need the motivation to get back into it."
"We'll try to work out a schedule later. How about you throw on
your shirt and we'll get moving?" he said as he got out of the recliner and
made his way over to his closet.
I sat up and looked at my shirt, which was next to my feet on the
floor. What was I going to do? I thought about it real fast and figured I'd
just come out and ask to borrow one.
"You have a shirt I could wear Andy?"
He moved away from the closet with a hat in his hand, pushed his
hair back and slipped on the cap. It was a red hat with the letters
embroidered into it. He looked at my shirt on the floor and looked back
up at me with this wry smile on his face.
"Do I need to wash the sheets Walsh?" he asked with this knowing
look.
I think I turned a shade of red, maybe even purple. I was busted. I
thought about lying, but figured what the fuck, may as well fess up.
"I don't think I got any on the sheets, but better safe than sorry," I
said with a smile, hoping Andy would find it amusing.
"You're lucky you're not a pledge anymore Walsh, or I'd be having
you wash those sheets for a month," he laughed as he went over to his
dresser. He pulled open a drawer and grabbed out a t-shirt and tossed it
to me. "Another one falls victim to the Adam and Michele sex show..."
I caught the shirt and stood up to put the shirt on. I was relieved
that he wasn't pissed. I slipped the shirt on and walked to the mirror
over his bureau. My hair was a wicked mess. For whatever reason, I
always have the craziest bed head in the morning.
"You got a hat I can borrow too Andy?" I felt bad for asking, but
there was no way I could go in public without a hat.
"Jesus fucking Christ Walsh," Andy said as he pulled the hat he
was wearing and tossed it at me. "You sleep in my bed, then toss a load
in it, borrow a shirt and now a hat? Anything else you want from me?"
He tried being serious, like he was really pissed, but then he
cracked up a little, and I knew he was joking. I was nervous for a second.
"Well, since you're in such a giving mood today, how about you
buy me breakfast too?" I quipped as I put his hat on in front of the
mirror.
"Buy you breakfast? I was thinking you were going to buy me
breakfast. You still owe me from our interview, not to mention the use of
the bed last night, if you know what I mean."
The interview. My mind flashed to Andy standing there in only his
boxer briefs, me on my knees, in front of his worked out body. His hand
reaching into his boxer briefs, pulling his half hard dick out. I stopped
the vision there, shaking it off and pushing it deep into my brain. But my
dick had already begun lengthening.
"Alright, sounds fair to me."
And with that we took off for Denny's. We both ordered our
breakfast and I asked Andy about why we got kicked off campus.
"Well, if I am going to do this justice, we need to start way at the
beginning," Andy begun.
I'm going to summarize what Andy told me not in conversation
form. If I did that, it would be pages and pages long. This is pretty
integral to the overall story, so stay with me. I'll try to keep this as basic
as possible so I don't confuse you all.
Andy said before we were even a Fraternity, like 12 years ago or
something, there was a group of about 40 guys, mostly athletes, who
were not satisfied with any of the fraternities on campus, so they decided
to start a fraternity on their own.
They researched a bunch of the National Fraternities and were
undecided between two of them. Most of the guys wanted to go with the
Fraternity that became the Fraternity I pledged. So as not to confuse, lets
call the Fraternity that is my Fraternity Alpha Beta Gamma (ABG). About
10 of the guys wanted to go what I will call Delta Epsilon (DE). There was
a huge argument over it, and the group decided to part ways and start
separate fraternities.
I mentioned in one chapter that another Fraternity, who happens
to be this DE, was our "Sworn Enemies". I thought that was because
they had instituted a rule in the Greek Council that any Sorority that
mixed with us would be fined $200.00. Maybe just the competitive
bullshit between fraternities on all campuses. But from what I just
learned from Andy and am about to share with you, the animosity runs
much deeper than that.
The Greek council recognized both Fraternities that year. For
whatever reason, most of the athletes from the original group decided to
go with ABG, our Fraternity. As the years went by, our Fraternity became
the most popular and known as the "Jock Fraternity."
We pretty much had the most influence with the Greek Council,
but more importantly, with the sororities. We were always first choice for
Sororities to partner with for Homecoming, pretty much won
Homecoming every year, the King of Homecoming was always from our
Fraternity, and we spanked everyone in Intramurals. Our parties were
more popular, and if they had 10 pledges spring semester, we had 20.
But the other guys did all right by themselves. They eventually
became the second biggest fraternity on campus (though we almost
doubled them in size). If I had to categorize this other Fraternity, I'd call
them wanna be tough guys. Bottom rung of the "A group" type. There
were some jocks in their fraternity, mostly soccer players. Somewhat
Guido-ish, if you know what I mean. They weren't "Italian" per se, but
had that "I'm too cool" mentality. I don't know, I hope you get the picture.
They were always trying to outdo everyone else.
So there has always been this real competitive attitude between
our fraternities. Well, it's more like they were in competition with us. The
Brothers of our Fraternity just did what they did without regard to Delta
Epsilon, besides rubbing it in their faces here and there at a
Homecoming event or an intramural game when we crushed them.
So what's this got to do with getting kicked off? About 5 years ago,
an Alumni of Delta Epsilon had become the Dean of Campus Life, and
the Greek Council was a part of Campus Life. He'd basically sanction us
for everything that we did, and every other Greek group was doing, but
he singled us out. Stupid shit, like having kegs at parties, or having the
pledges march around campus, which was considered "hazing". Everyone
did the same shit, but he always seemed to "conveniently" catch us and
write us up.
Andy told me that three years ago (a year before Andy and Adam
were freshman and pledged) the Fraternity was having a party. There was
a girl at the party who was the girlfriend of one of the Delta Epsilon
brothers. Long and short of it was that she wound up getting drunk and
sleeping with one of our Brothers. He had gone back to the dorms with
her, they fucked, and he left her room and came back to the House.
Somehow (probably her friends), it got around to her boyfriend that
night that one of our Brothers had fucked her. Late in the night, the
party was still going, about 15 Delta Epsilon's showed up at our House
demanding that Jason (our Brother who fucked the DE's girlfriend) come
out of the House.
Jason went outside with about 30 of our Brothers. The DE brother
started accusing Jason of raping his girlfriend. They started arguing,
pushing turned into shoving and fists were thrown. Next thing you know,
there was a total brawl. The cops came and broke it up. Nobody was
arrested but they closed down the party and wrote a summons to the
House.
The following week there was a lot of tension in the air and a
bunch of other smaller fights broke out on campus. Later the same week,
the President and VP of our Fraternity, along with Jason, were called into
the Dean of Student Life's office.
The girl had filed a rape complaint against Jason and accused
Jason/The Fraternity of spiking her drink with something. Liquid ecstasy
was mentioned by the girl and her friends. The Brothers said that was
total bullshit, she was drinking (underage), but they had not spiked
anything and Jason said that she reciprocated in the sex that they had.
Andy wasn't sure of the full details of the proceedings, but after
numerous meetings, and a "thorough investigation" by the Dean of
Student Life's office, an offer was made by the school. The school said
they would not, and the girl agreed; bring this accusation to the local
authorities if the Fraternity admitted its wrongdoing and Jason agreed to
leave the school voluntarily. By admitting its fault, the Fraternity would
be suspended for one year, still be a part of the Greek Council and have
the ability to function as a Fraternity, but could not take pledges for that
one year. They would also be required to perform a set hours of
community service.
If they decided not to agree to these terms, the school would have a
"Campus Trial" and if found guilty, Jason would be permanently expelled
from the college, on the record, and all information would then be passed
on to local government prosecutors. And as far as the Fraternity goes, if
found guilty, we stood the possibility of losing our Charter.
Well, Jason swore up and down that he didn't rape the girl. And
the Fraternity knew that they didn't put liquid ecstasy in the punch.
They thought this smelled afoul of a set up from Delta Epsilon.
Remember, the Dean was a founding brother of Delta Epsilon. The
Brothers were certain that Delta Epsilon had convinced this girl that she
was raped.
So they figured let the truth be known and lets go to trial. They
were of course, innocent. And the plea bargain was no bargain at all.
It went to a campus trial. No lawyers were allowed on either side.
The "jury" was made up of the Dean of Student Life and 4 professors.
Otherwise, it proceeded as a trial, the girl would present her testimony
and witnesses, and then Jason would.
The girl had a bunch of her friends testify that she didn't want to
let Jason into her room, that they heard her say she was drunk and
needed to go to bed, but that Jason had pretty much forced his way into
the room. The girl also claimed that she had bruises between and around
her legs. She did not have any pictures as proof, only the testimony from
her boyfriend and a girlfriend that they had seen them. The girl stated
that she was very drunk, she felt drugged, and that although she could
barely remember having sex, she clearly remembers saying "No" a few
times.
Jason vehemently denied the accusations and called Brothers as
witnesses to say that there was nothing in the punch and that from what
they observed, the girl was all over Jason the whole party and asked
Jason to take her home. Jason said that she was a willing partner in the
intercourse that they had. He went into a lot of the details, that she gave
him "oral sex" before they had sex and she was engaged in the action and
never said no.
The verdict? Guilty. The school did take some leniency on Jason.
They allowed him to "leave" school on his own accord and not mar his
school records. He was permanently banned from campus grounds and if
he was caught on campus, the school reserved the right to formally expel
him and put it on his record. There was no ability for Jason to appeal the
decision, it was final. He thought about suing the college, but didn't want
his family to find out about it. The next day, his parents picked him up
from his dorm in total disbelief that their son had decided to drop out.
The Fraternity was found innocent on the accusation of drugging
the punch. There was no proof that anything of the sort was done. But
we were found guilty of the serious infraction of serving alcohol to a
minor that possibly led to rape. And given the past write ups of the
Fraternity for like infractions and other hazing activities, the Dean of
Student Life decided to revoke the Charter of our Fraternity for a
minimum of two years, at which point in time we could re-apply for our
charter.
Well, the Brothers totally flipped out when they heard the news.
They felt that they had been set up and had lost a Brother and their
charter because of it. They wanted revenge.
That night they went over to DE's house and started yelling for the
brothers to come out. Andy said that our whole Fraternity was there,
over a 100 guys. The DE brothers were afraid to come out, and our
Brothers started throwing rocks at their house and pulled the DE letters
off the house.
Instead of coming out, they called the cops who showed up and
arrested some of our Brothers. Also that night, the girl's door was spray
painted with the word "BITCH" and her door egged. On top of that, there
were more than a few fire alarms that night that were pulled and the
dorms evacuated for a couple of hours.
The school came down on the Fraternity hard. They said that if
they heard one more incident of a fight or anything happening to the
Girl, it would bring the Bothers up on formal charges and start
suspending them or expelling them. The school involved the coaches of
the varying athletic teams to help calm the Brothers down.
The rest of campus, mainly the Greek Organizations, was in
disbelief of what had transpired. They knew that the implications and the
decision were bullshit. They also knew the girl was a tramp. She had
rushed a bunch of the Sororities in the past, and none of them had given
her a bid to pledge. But at the same time, everyone distanced themselves
from us for a while, afraid that if they stood up for us, they would be next
on the Dean's shit list.
The Brothers called National and told them what happened and
that they had lost their Charter. National representatives were there in a
day, meeting with the school and trying to get our charter back. The
Dean of Student Life wouldn't budge. He also took the time to reminded
our National Reps that, according to our own national rules, if an
chapter isn't recognized by the school, that chapter can not act as an off
campus entity and use the national fraternity name.
Many of the Brothers were pissed at National, and didn't feel that
they fought enough for us. They were even more pissed when National
told them that until the school recognized us again, we couldn't use our
national letters.
The Brothers had a decision to make. Not pledging for two years
could mean the death of a Fraternity. And what if they followed all the
rules that the Dean set, and then didn't grant the Fraternity their charter
again two years from then? The livelihood of a fraternity revolves around
the pledge season.
The converse was possible as well. If they did break the college
rules, and took on pledges, they took the chance that the college would
never grant them their charter back. A rogue fraternity wouldn't be
looked at with favor by the Greek Council or Student Life. And to a lot of
Brothers, that was more important than pledges.
In the end, after numerous late night debates, the Brothers by a
small majority decided that they weren't going to let the school or Delta
Epsilon fuck their fraternity. It wasn't the letters that were important,
but the soul of the Fraternity, and they didn't need the school or a
charter for that.
So, the Brothers took on a different Fraternity name, Greek Letters
that were derived from the National Fraternity's symbol. They
incorporated themselves in the State of Delaware, and were the
equivalent of a Knights of Columbus or Elk's club. The constitution and
Principles of the Fraternity remained the same, as did the rituals, they
just changed the Letters. And when on campus, they wore the Letters of
the local Fraternity, but when off campus or in the House, they wore the
National Letters.
The school tried to put an end to that as well, but the fraternity
hired a lawyer. Since they were legally incorporated, there was nothing
that the school could do. However, the Fraternity could not do anything
formally on campus, like participate in Rush, post bulletins, enter
Homecoming, Mix with Sororities or formally meet on Campus. They tried
to stop us from playing intramurals as well, but that didn't hold up
either. We could play; we just had to play in our local letters, not the
National Letters.
The following semester, we held our own rushes off campus. It was
the fall semester, and although campus fraternities weren't allowed to
pledge first semester freshman, we didn't have to follow that rule.
Typically the fall class was about 10 pledges in size. That semester, we
took 20 pledges. And there was nothing the school could do about it.
As Andy was telling me all this, I was in complete and total awe at
the history. I was pissed beyond belief at the school and Delta Epsilon.
The rage was growing in me and I was ready to kick some DE ass. I was
sad at the same time, feeling the same emotions that the Brothers three
years ago must have felt.
"How come this wasn't told to us when we pledged?" I asked Andy.
"Well, see the way your fists are clenched in a fist right now and
your knuckles are white?"
I looked down at my hands on top of the table and saw that he was
right. I was ready to throw fists I was so angry. "Yeah, I say that we go
over to DE's house tonight and kick some ass."
"We felt the same way. When we Adam and I pledged, it was told to
us during pledge season. After being told all that I just told you, we were
supposed to go on a scavenger hunt. Instead, we took it upon ourselves
to go over to a DE party they were having. We didn't have letters on, and
since we were just pledging, they didn't recognize us.
"So they let us into the party and after a few minutes, we jumped a
bunch of their brothers and beat the hell out of a few of them. I don't
know, we felt that it was something that we had to do. Even I still get
riled thinking about here and now. We took off quickly after it went
down, before they had a chance to get everyone together. But I left with a
bloody nose and Adam with a black eye. But we felt that we had stood up
for a Brotherhood that we weren't even a part of yet, ya know? Like our
ritual to the greater part.
"Later that night we went back to the House and told the Brothers
what we had done, and they were so proud of us. But the next day, the
President of the Fraternity was called into the Dean's Office. DE once
again had ratted us out. They told the President that if they heard of
another incident such as that, they would bring the Executive Board up
on charges, one by one, for assault. So pretty much after that, it was
decided no to tell incoming pledges the history because we didn't want
fights to continue."
"That's such a fucked up story. What assholes those guys are," I
commented.
"Well, you'd think that all this happening just over two years ago,
some of the bad blood would be gone, ya know? All the original guys are
long graduated, even most of the guys involved with the "rape" debacle.
But from what I hear from the Sororities, is that DE is about introduce
an amendment in the Greek Council that would put a cap on the number
of Greek Organizations at the existing number, which means that we
couldn't get our charter back," Andy said.
"Ever?" I asked.
"Nope, not unless another fraternity or sorority went under or
something like that. We'll have to wait and see what they actually put in
front of the Greek Council to vote on to be sure."
"That will never pass. Most of the Sororities would vote it down for
us, no?"
"I'd hope so. But a lot of organizations are suffering in numbers
because there are so many on campus (there were 32 fraternities and
sororities on our campus at the time), so I think more than a few of them
would like a cap."
"Fuck that. And fuck Delta Epsilon. I don't know how I am ever
going to be able to look at those guys again and not want to pounce
them."
"You get past that. It's the hand that was dealt to us. Besides, is it
so bad not being 'recognized'? The only thing that we can't do is
homecoming. We're still the biggest and strongest Brotherhood. I didn't
pledge for the Letters, I pledged for the people, and charter or no charter,
that's what people respect about us."
"I guess you're right Andy. I certainly didn't pledge for the Letters,
but I'd hate for DE to have won, ya know?"
"Dude, as long as you love the Fraternity and the Brothers and do
everything that you can to keep it strong, they haven't won nothing. We'll
see how it falls, until then, its all speculation."
We finished up our breakfast, I paid for it, and we took off. Andy
asked if I wanted to go back to the House or back to campus. I decided to
go back to the dorms. I was pretty tired still and wanted to take a nap. I
also wanted to take some time to think about what Andy had told me.
"So you want to meet me at the gym later?" Andy asked as he
pulled on campus.
"I think I'm going to be pretty useless for the rest of the day after
all I drank last night," I responded.
"Excuses, excuses Walsh."
"I know, but Matt is coming back today so he'll probably want to
hang for awhile, then we have the meeting tonight and I have to study a
little for my finals that I'm going to have to make up this week."
"Dude, that sucks. I didn't think about you not being able to take
your finals."
"No shit. I haven't open any of my books the whole break, so I have
some major catching up to do."
"Well, don't fail out on us Walsh."
"I'll try not to. I got to look at my schedule for the semester, so
maybe tonight after the meeting we can match them up and come up
with a work out schedule."
"Sounds like a plan," Andy said as I got out of the car.
"Eight O'clock, right?" I asked Andy.
"That's right. See you then."
Andy started to pull away, but then stopped and rolled down his
window. "Walsh," he said, "Don't be a hero and start shit with DE,
especially if you are alone. Things have been semi cool lately, and if we
want to get our charter back, now is not the time to start shit up again.
And now that I'm president, I don't want my ass expelled. Ok?"
"Ok Andy, I won't," I said.
We kept our eyes locked for a few seconds; I guess he wanted to
make sure that I was being truthful. I was still pretty angry with DE, but
I wasn't going to start fighting with them either. At least not alone.
"Cool," Andy said as he broke our stare. "Tell Matt I said hi and I'll
see you guys tonight."
"Laters," I said as I turned to go back into the dorms. I couldn't
wait for Matt to get back and tell him all that I had learned. Matt could
be pretty heavy tempered, and when he found out everything, he may not
be as calm as I am.
To be continued...
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